goin mobile - duffle bag dan & big k lyrics
(chorus) big k
f*ck the police the cops get behind us turnin’ up the speed
f*ckin’ hoes and doin’ shows ain’t been to sleep in bout’ a week
you can smell when we pull up it’s a lot of weed
from a bum to a meal ticket i won the lottery
i’m always gon’ count money better than i can read
what i’m doin’ with this trap money i smoke it by the p
i don’t think twice b*tch i’ll take your life if i think you after me
and imma keep on trappin til’ i’m old and wrinkly
(verse) duffle bag dan and big k
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
got the hunnids in the duffle bag
money wrapped in rubbеr bands
pull up and i puff a pack
liftin’ up my hoodie you can see right where i tuck a strap
i ain’t еver f*ckin’ cap
shoot you in your f*ckin’ cap
when i pull the bl!cky out it turn you to a running back
(yeah, yeah)
you a rat and your home boy a p*ssy call ya’ tom and jerry
pull the glizzy out the glovebox you know i ride and carry
steppin’ on the pedal doin ninety plus i’m findin’ clarity
all the junkies keep givin’ me bands i feel like i’m a charity
b*tch i’m goin mobile ridin’ round doin’ sale to sale
b*tch i’m a son of a sinner you know i’m goin’ straight to h*ll
f*ck the police if they get behind me imma shake a tale
f*ck the police if they lock me up you know imma make the bail
f*ck the police we k!llin’ em’ all they goin’ straight to h*ll
bread crumb money when i ride i’m leavin’ a paper trail
text the dope man b*tch i’m runnin’ out of dope to sell
hit the streets again tommorow mornin’ b*tch i’m goin mobile
i cannot f*ck with them boys cuause they rats
open my sofa you gon’ see a rack
just like green bay i’m flippin a pack
me and duffle dan gettin’ that sack
pray to god that i don’t serve the police
end his life with this choppa like kobe
b*tch i’m goin mobile
(chorus) big k
f*ck the police the cops get behind us turnin’ up the speed
f*ckin’ hoes and doin’ shows ain’t been to sleep in bout’ a week
you can smell when we pull up it’s a lot of weed
from a bum to a meal ticket i won the lottery
i’m always gon’ count money better than i can read
what i’m doin’ with this trap money i smoke it by the p
i don’t think twice b*tch i’ll take your life if i think you after me
and imma keep on trappin til’ i’m old and wrinkly
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